fear.

"Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” Deut. 31:6

Why should I be worried?
I've got all I need.
But somehow, it's not enough in my head. I get stuck on wordly things. Great things. Things that I thought were great.
But my heart knows that I've got all I need. Screw everyone else. I'm happy with Him. He provides, loves me for who I am regardless of faults, and will never leave me brokenhearted.



alright I'm done whining.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9fPJM1qdWo

Let me know that You love me
Let that be enough

reach for the bright side.

In a matter of 24 hours, my bad attitude and "glass half full" outlook is gone.
Mostly because He loves us (little chapel reminder)
And coffee with a friend.
I'm a verbal processor. I said things. My friend said things. I realized things. I said more things. I said dumb things. I said great things. I talked a lot, mostly.
But now things are good. Really, really good :D
yikes.

Tonight, I write from the top bunk of my dorm room at Ambrose. Here I am again, surrounded by awesome people, and I do not want to be here. I love these people, but tonight, it just seems like everyone is driving me crazy, this bed feels weird, the caf food is gross, but the only thing is that I miss home. I live so close to here, I can commute if I wanted. But I let myself get so comfortable during my month at home for Christmas, and now I am back here in this strange place, no sibilings or parents, just me barely scraping by at school.

It's just a getting-over-it thing. I'll be fine in a week. Til then I'm just going to pout.

I'm feeling new again. I'm feeling like it's alright that this Christmas break is coming to an end now. I am at a point now where I feel like I can take this new semster and make it mine, and get through it. At the end of this past semester, I was ready to explode, and did do so on my roommate (sorry sorry sorry). But now, I feel like that's gone and I'm ready to get back.
Although I will miss my own bed.

I really just want to point out the fact that I get to sit at home on my butt for another 9 days and watch my sisters and brothers go to school all this week.
Yep! Love it!